Soft Awakening

When the streetlights turn off and the world returns to its regular color scheme 

The haze of yellow fades to a soft purple dawn

The dewy morning seems much more clean

There is a crispness to the air that you cannot deny

As the world is blanketed in mauves, blues, the potential of a new day

The birds are only just beginning to wake

And as the sun is deciding its path

The rustle of blankets and the stirring of bodies nestled between sheets 

Gently wakes me from my slumber 

As my eyes slowly adjust to my surroundings 

I am reminded of your peace 

Your arms reach out for me and pull me close

As I gaze upon your face at rest 

Blissfully unaware of the happenings beyond this bed

And I cannot help but think

That you are the loveliest sunrise I have ever seen

-j.p